Four warplanes flew over Kashmir, two Tomcats and two F-16s, forming two two-plane formations, scanning Srinagar Air Base with radar to ensure that Indian fighters would be ruthlessly shot down as soon as they took off.

After the bombing of the Adampur airbase, the Indian Air Force in the base here suddenly became honest and did not continue to fly up to provoke the Pakistani Air Force.

Since the E-2 had been on surveillance for a day during the day and could not work continuously without interruption, it was now replaced by Tomcat fighters, patrolling with radar and pilot vision.

The radars of the four fighters were turned on alternately, scanning the surrounding airspace, and it was normal.

The Tomcat and F-16 fighters have advanced electronic equipment and perfect all-weather combat capabilities, while the MiG-21, due to the shortcomings of the airborne radar, can only carry out night interception operations under the guidance of ground radar.

Under the wings of the F-16 fighter plane, there are Mozu anti-radiation missiles mounted, and as long as the Indians' ground-based radar dares to turn on it, it will be killed immediately.

Time passed little by little, and the four warplanes were still patrolling vigilantly.

"Suspicious targets were found, speed eight hundred, course 029, altitude nine thousand." The radar officer in the rear cabin of a Tomcat fighter suddenly said: "It is about to enter the airspace of Kashmir." ”

This is a no-fly zone, and any UFO will be shot down! Pilot Hassan wanted to give the order to open fire, but remembering the order from the Sagoda base just ten minutes ago, he said again: "043, follow me to intercept." ”

"Roger." The wingman pilot immediately pressed the control stick, kicked the rudder, and the fighter drew a graceful arc and flew in the direction from which the target came.

If you come with a fighter that can fire medium-range and head-on combat bombs. Then their current situation will be very dangerous, the Tomcat fighter is just a fighter, as long as it is a fighter, it is impossible to dodge every missile.

However, they have no choice.

The radar indicates that the opponent is at an altitude of nine thousand meters. Flying smoothly, heading for the opposite side.

A large flying object, flying in the sky, its huge body, through the porthole, lights on, the tail of the navigation lights are also constantly flashing, you can see the logo of Air India.

It was a Boeing 737 airliner that took off from the capital, Tehran. Plans were going to fly to the northern city of Chandigarh, but for now, it's just a short flight.

The passengers in the cabin were drowsy, most of them were Indians, and there were only five foreigners, three of whom were Americans.

They did not know that the plane had already flown over Chandigarh and continued to fly north.

In the cockpit in front. Captain Anupam and co-pilot Verma looked at the airspace ahead. His hands seemed to be shaking.

Anupam has been in the army for more than ten years before becoming a civil aviation pilot, is an experienced pilot, and after entering civil aviation, he immediately has a high salary, and next to Verma. Just a rookie who has flown for more than a dozen hours.

"Captain, it looks like we've flown over Chandigarh." Verma reminded the captain again.

"Impossible, will you look at our navigation equipment?" Anupam asked again.

Verma could only keep his mouth shut again, even without looking at the navigation equipment, his own flight time. It's already been overtaken.

Only Anupam knew in his heart that their flight would land in the name of Trek, Srinagar, which is currently in dispute.

It was a very dangerous flight, and at the time of takeoff, Anupam was ready, he had to do it, it was a death order from above.

The Air Force suffered heavy losses, and he must salvage the situation! Rely on him alone to save the situation for the Air Force!

It's not just him, but also the plane, and the passengers on board, there are always people to sacrifice for the sake of the country.

The plane continued to fly smoothly, now fully autopiloted, and he looked at the navigation equipment again to make sure that he was flying along the intended route.

"Oh my God, what's that!" Just as he continued to fly, Verma's eyes widened, and just now, it seemed that two unidentified targets had flown in front of them.

Hassan pulled the lever, the Tomcat fighter pulled up, buckled it back, and then turned around, completed a maneuver, and reversed the course.

Just passed by the target, and you can see that the portholes on both sides of the target are lit, this is indeed another passenger plane.

Are Indians crazy? They plan to use this to break through their own no-fly zone? With the lives of passengers on the plane? Hassan thought to himself as he flew.

"043, let's expel this airliner." Hassan said, piloting the fighter plane, flying over the opponent at high speed.

"Mom, I'm scared to death, what are they going to do?" Verma shouted, startled when the plane flew over the nose with a swoop, and only the tail flame was visible.

"Leave them alone, let's keep flying." Anupam said, he made up his mind.

"You've flown into the no-fly zone, please return immediately!" In another Tomcat, the pilot kept shouting at the opposite side through the guò public channel.

Unfortunately, there was no reaction from the other party.

Damn, is this going to continue to break into the no-fly zone? If it weren't for the instructions from above, I would have shot you down a long time ago!

"Looks like we're going to have to give him a look." Circled around and flew back again, Hassan said.

"Knock, knock." Hassan pressed the firing button, and a bright line appeared in the sky, which was issued by the tracer shell of the cannon, and this bright line hit the airspace in front of the civil airliner.

Suddenly, Anupam was also shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but push the operating stick with his hand, and the plane dived.

There was even an exclamation in the rear cabin, and the passengers shouted loudly, and at this moment, they thought that the plane was going to crash.

"This is a no-fly zone, please return immediately!" On the radio of the public channel, a voice was constantly heard: "If you continue to fly, you will be shot down." ”

Now that there was no other choice, remembering that he had just seen the cannonball, he thought that he would go to another world in the next moment, and Anupam finally gave up. He cherishes his current life, and he doesn't want to work for his life anymore.

"Drip, drip, drip." Watching the civil airliner turn around and start flying out of the no-fly zone, at this moment. In Hassan's ears, the sound of a radar warning receiver suddenly sounded.

"Sam-3 missiles, we're locked." The radar operator in the back said, "Immediately maneuver to get rid of it." ”

Hassan just wanted to press the lever and perform a big maneuver, when suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his back: "No, we have to escort this passenger plane!" ”

The main force of the surface-to-air missiles equipped by the Indians is the Sam-3, which does not have a high guidance accuracy, and now its three targets are mixed together. Even if two of our fighters get rid of the missiles, the missiles fired may accidentally hit the civil airliner.

Although it was not shot down by their own side, the Indians will definitely say that it was their own side that shot down the civil airliner, and perhaps this is the idea that the Indians attacked. They had long planned to sacrifice this civil airliner!

Shameless, if your two fighters are withdrawn now. Leaving this civilian airliner to the Indians will cause trouble for themselves.

"Hundreds, quick!" A voice came from the headphones, and when he heard it, Hassan was immediately relieved.

At this most critical moment, two F-16 fighters also arrived. Hearing that they were locked by the radar on the ground, the pilots of the two F-16 fighters immediately turned on their weapons and locked onto the ground radar waves.

There was a flash of fire under the wings, and they each fired a Mozu anti-radiation missile.

Almost at the same time. There were several fires on the ground, and two SAM-3 missiles rose from the ground.

This is a mobile missile unit of the Indians, all mounted on a tracked self-propelled chassis. They had long planned to hunt the fighter planes above, but the fighters were flying too fast in the sky, and they had to wait for the rabbits, so they ambushed the passenger planes on the way of the trek, just to hunt.

As for the target of the hunt, this can only be understood, and the commander of the Sam 3 missile company, who received instructions from above, is also vague.

Now that a surface-to-air missile has been launched, it is completely possible to shoot down an airplane, and at this moment, the radar crew discovered a special echo on the radar.

"There are anti-radiation missiles flying!" The radarman immediately reported.

Anti-radiation missiles come by using radar beams, so that the radar echoes will be different, and radar soldiers who have undergone special training can completely detect incoming missiles based on the beams.

"Shake your head, power off, get rid of it!" said the commander of the missile company.

There are also ways to deal with anti-radiation missiles.

The radar antenna began to turn, half a circle, and then again, and so on for two swings, and then the power went out.

The hundred-tongue in the sky, confused by the changing beam, does not know where the radar that has just been locked has gone, although it has been improved, the effect against the radar that has lost power is still very poor.

"Boom!" The hundred-tongued bird, which was more than ten meters away from the radar car, plunged into the dirt and exploded.

The attack failed.

Similarly, when the radar began to shake its head and lose power, the two Sam-3 missiles in the sky also lost their guidance and became uncontrolled rockets.

They continued to fly upwards for more than ten seconds and chose to self-detonate.

"Boom, boom!"

Two bright fires flashed on both sides of the cabin, and everyone in the passenger plane was exclaiming, they saw the trajectory of the missile, it was from below, it was the ground that launched the missile, to shoot them down!

Anupam tried his best to drive the airliner and left the airspace, his heart was full of anger, he was about to abandon himself completely!

Back to Chandigarh? No way! If you go back, you may be secretly executed, you already know some secrets, so you can simply defect to Pakistan!

The desire to survive supported Anupam, and the promise made before taking off was forgotten. (To be continued......)

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